He's Just a Janitor

He's Just a Janitor

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture14 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., avr. 28, 2023
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Romance
It was my first year of university when I saw him for the first time, he was swiftly mopping the entrance of the dorm. I was heading to my 8:30 introduction to criminology class and I had almost bumped into him. We made brief eye contact, he really paid no attention to me, mumbled a quick good morning, and kept on with his work. With a high-pitched good morning, I continued, thinking about his intimidating demeanor, the way it felt like his dead brown eyes stared right into my very soul. At this moment in time, I didn't think that he'd make such a big impact on my life, but I guess we never really know do we. Peach is just trying to live her life, trying to find a boyfriend and get through university in one piece. Then she stumbles across Milles, the janitor working at her dorm. His intense gaze always piercing through whoever he see's. His intimidation tactics intrigues Peach, he has such a dominating aura. But he always seems to be in the same place as peach, she tends to always be running into him without trying. She doesn't believe someone as hot as the janitor could be interested in her and all her curves.
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"Do I make you nervous, Sweetheart?" He spoke lowly. "Psh, no! I just-" I gasped when his tongue flicked out and touched my neck. My hands flew up to clutch at his shirt, fingers tightening in an attempt to hold myself up. It was as if my knees turned to jelly. "Maybe it's bad. And maybe I shouldn't, but I love that. I love the way you react to my touch. I love the way you pretend you aren't turned on. I love that I make you nervous." Oh my. His husky voice was doing a number on my already frazzled nerves. I was putty in his hands, rendered completely useless without him. "It's okay, Sweetheart. You make me nervous too." ----------------- Viola Evans is just an ordinary 19-year-old girl. She moved away from her hometown in Indiana to attend college in Utah. She refuses to take out student loans so instead, she is overworking herself, barely eating, and living in a crummy apartment just to scrape by since her Mom and Step-Father were unsupportive of her pursuing a career in Special Education. Her school year gets a whole lot more interesting when a handsome stranger suddenly starts appearing everywhere she is, laying claim to her in ways that has her questioning whether he is human or not. Join her in her adventure where she loves fully, grows exponentially, and shares her light with the world. cover by: @honey_sprinkles thank you sooooo much for your wonderful work!

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